LOGINNot being able to speak makes her an outcast at this elite academy. However, during a fight training class, her outstanding performance catches the attention of the academy's most powerful alpha teacher. An attack against the academy unexpectedly awakens her rare healing abilities. Along with that, she didn't expect the alpha teacher to be her betrothed mate. Will she embrace this newfound connection while navigating her growing powers and the dangers that come with them? Amanda never spoke up during a fight, and so she was perceived as weak. When Amanda was born, a strange thing happened in the pack. They said there was a meteor shower, a natural occurrence, but not with their pack, who believed natural occurrences were a sign of something. Amanda was seen as a curse, so when she grew of age and could not speak, the rumor spread like wildfire. “She is cursed,” they said and whispered to one another. Growing up, she didn't know what that meant, just that many mothers didn't want her playing with their children. Amanda, the daughter of the pack’s beta, was mute and cursed... That was what they all said.
View MoreAmanda's POVThe dream came again as it did the other night, and was more vivid this time. So I kept my eyes open and decided to distract myself instead with the thoughts of one particular man.Sleep had refused to come and every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lucien. Not even the dream of the voice that was taunting me. I was starting to think maybe it was Lucien that was haunting my dreams.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw my mate. The way his fingers had moved awkwardly through the signs, the concentration on his face and the frustration when he got them wrong. He looked so… so handsome, it made me smile.And when he said he was learning for me, my heart melted. My father was the only one who has ever done something like this for me.I turned over in bed and groaned into the pillow and inhaled deeply. It gave off a weird scent, so I immediately sat up on the bed.It cannot be. Where am I? I asked myself. I looked around in shock, this does not look like my room. Perhaps it was the
It was dark, and late at night, and Amanda woke with a gasp. She was sure with how silent everywhere was, everyone within ears reach would have heard her.Cold sweat clung to her skin, dampening the collar of her pajamas. It made her wonder what she was thinking wearing a full kit like this to bed.For several seconds, she couldn't remember where she was, just the dream she just had.The dream lingered like a bitter taste, in mind and on her tastebuds.She remembered the forest she saw, it was swallowed by a fog. There was the scent of wet earth and a voice, unmistakenly male. It sounded patient and menacing at the same time. The memory of the voice alone sent a shrill down her spine.She had tried walking around in the fog, hoping to at least see his face but no matter how she tried, she couldn't see his face. Every time she looked up, darkness covered his features and when she tried to reach out, all she caught was the thick fog.Yet she knew he was watching her. Taunting herFoll
The moon hung heavy over the camp, casting long silver shadows across the empty grounds. But Lucien couldn’t shake the image burned into his mind—Amanda, her hands trembling as she wiped away tears, her small figure walking away from the jeers of those who thought her less.She wasn’t weak. Not to him. Not to his wolf.Kael growled restlessly inside him. They hurt her. They will pay.Lucien gritted his teeth, forcing the urge for violence down. If he lashed out now, Amanda would only be pitied more, seen as fragile, incapable of surviving without her Alpha’s shadow. That wasn’t what she needed. She needed to believe she could stand on her own feet.The silence of the night pressed against Lucien’s chest like a living thing. He had faced rogues, conquered wars, and carried the burden of a pack’s survival without flinching, but the image of Amanda’s tear-streaked face haunted him more than any battlefield.She was breaking—no, being broken. Piece by piece, those wolves tried to crush he
Life, as Amanda had known, was supposed to end in the confines of her home, but somehow she made it into the warrior's camp, a chance to prove herself. What she did not plan for was a mate who wanted to protect her at all costs and also stand by and do nothing. It confused her; it confused everyone. So at the training day, some female wolves thought it was best to make fun of her. "I am sure that after he saw you move those gnarly fingers, he was disgusted by the sight of you," one said behind her. Amanda pretended she heard nothing. In fact, she wanted to turn and sign Were you talking to me? But she knew she would not get it, so she kept mute. Not like she had a choice anyway. They kept on yabbing behind him as the instructor spoke. He heard it all, but he was not ready to involve himself in some catfight that wasn't his problem. If anything, he hoped that would fuel Amanda to want to do better, be better. The alpha, Amanda's mate, stood in the distance. He could hear everythi
Yesterday was over and it was another day.Another day for me to experience a new bout of humiliation.Pain blooms across my ribs with every breath, a dull throb that mocks me long after the sparring ring has cleared. My knees ache from the fall, my pride aches worse.The other trainees laugh as th
The first morning in the warrior’s camp was nothing like I could have ever imagined.The sun had barely risen when the sharp blast of a horn jolted me awake. I scrambled from my bunk, my heart pounding, only to be shoved aside by another trainee rushing past. My heart flew t my throat and it tighte
The night was restless. I tossed and turned in my bed, staring up at the faint cracks in the ceiling where the moonlight slipped through. My father’s words echoed in my mind.Warrior’s camp.The phrase alone was heavy enough to press against my chest like a stone. I wasn’t foolish; I knew what was
“Run, Amanda!”My father’s voice tore through the night like a thunderclap.I tried.Goddess, I tried.But my legs betrayed me.The old injury that had plagued me for months burned with every step, sending sharp pain shooting through my body. My limp slowed me down, turning every stride into a stru
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